Knockin' Boots

Attention all ladies

The Candyman is on the prowl

And for those that wanna get busy

You gots to speak up now

This rhyme, this time

Is one of a kind, blowing your mind

Like only the Candyman can

Like a heavyweight champion

Knockin' 'em out, another bout without a doubt

Once again you can scream and shout

When I rock the bells, yell out my name

This is what you've been missing

Listen to my heart beat while I'm whispering

I know your suffering

So sweet, a Candyman sweet nothings

Hugging and tugging and rubbing

Loving it all, having a ball

All y'all girlies next to me

Talking sex to me

We can't do that yet, but I bet we'll chill

(Candyman, tell 'em the truth)

We'll still end up knockin' the boots

Ooh boy, I love you so

Never ever ever gonna let you go

Once I get my hands on you

At each and every show, there's this groupie

Artist knows what she wants to do to me

She knows my name, knows every rap routine

But how did she get in my limousine?

Don't act a fool, don't drool, I'm just a performer

I was cool, but the room got warmer

Norma cornered me in

Her and friend named Lynn, then

They checked me in to the Holiday Inn

I didn't let 'em win, said my pockets was thin

She blew me a kiss

I knew she wasn't new to this

I didn't want to, but the devil made me do it

To the tick-tock, ya don't stop

We knock boots till 6 o'clock, as we lay

All night long

And early in the morning she sang this song

Ooh boy, I love you so

Never ever ever gonna let you go

Once I get my hands on you

Ooh boy, I love you so

Never ever ever gonna let you go

I hope you feel the same way too

Girl, I do

Tunnel of love is what I'm entering

When I mention it, you're surrendering

Giving it up like a good girl has to

Living it up

Eventually you ask to stay

You're gonna pay for this

Just rest your breast on my chest, yes, I'm impressed

With the way you cold love me down

I don't want to sit down, I just wanna get down

I'm on the ground, down on my knees

Like James Brown singing, please, please

Round two, I'm down to

Do, what it takes to make you

Understand I'm the Candyman

And I melt in your mouth, not in your hands

Hard as rock, yes, I'm no sucker

The boots I knock make me one bad mother

Knockin', while I'm a hip-hoppin'

Many people say my lyrics are shocking

Just because of the simple subject

Everyone should love this 'cause everybody does it

Whether they admit it or if they deny it

You better keep quiet

Or else you might have to see a few skeletons

But girl, that's irrelevant

Break out the bottle of Asti Spumante

Pop off the top and rock wit my posse

Fila Al, Big Dill, and D Fly

We ask the questions, you give the reply

MC Chip, Big Rob, and Bud

Rockin' on the waterbed, knockin' on the rugs

I'm just playing, what I'm saying ain't ill

Girl, you should know I'm real